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My mind wandered as I remembered a conversation I had with

the mad woman, weeks ago. I remembered she said that I needed

to find this key, if I didn’t want to suffer the same fate as

everyone else; she said that when I saw it, I would know

it was the right thing…

And now I regret not heeding her words and simply

laughing it off as a crazy woman blabbering. I was

brought back to my senses as I felt the ground shaking

, this bad omen showed that she was right; it was

coming, and I wasn’t prepared. I searched and

searched; clawing and tearing at the flimsy

wooden walls and then I saw it…

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C. Nkamuo, (Year 10)

I knew immediately that something was wrong. The pounding pain

shooting through my head felt like a spark of fire, angry and fierce. Forcing my eyelids

apart, I could make out nothing, but ominous darkness. Unexpected dread began to

well in my stomach; this felt wrong, I sensed that I should not be here and experienced

unexplained foreboding. As my eyes adjusted, I began to make out vague rec-

tangular shapes from some exterior light, although I could not yet grasp what they

were. I realised that I was shivering, uncontrollably, and that I appeared to be in a

damp, compact confined space. I was in a strange and awkward position on the floor;

I moved my hands to force myself into a standing position. A new crushing pain

exploded through my head, causing me to stumble forwards and into a long wooden

object, which stopped me from tumbling to the floor. Using my hands to steady

myself, I moved toward a nearby wall, with what looked to be a window. Fear gripped

me as from the light of the moon, I realised that I was in a cemetery. I realised that my

confined space was a mausoleum and the wooden object had been a coffin. Panic and

confusion flooded through me, like a torrent rushing water. How had I got here? Who

was responsible for imprisoning me here?

J. Mitchener (Year 10)

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